What is the purpose of my life without the existence of love?

Am I living in this world, and one of the major purposes is to seek for love?

If I seek it, I just make unnecessary failures and this therefore hugely demoralizes me and demolishes my self-esteem.

But what if I don’t seek it, life becomes easier but I feel that it’s lacking of purpose, and that my life is missing something. As a result, I just become a more cold, and unpassionate person who don’t give a ***** to anything in the world.

I am just confused with my life right now. I don’t really know why am I even living in this world if I am not trying, while trying doesn’t really work as intended and will just scar me even more, and thus leading to me doubting of the value of trying.